In any case, in twenty years those beautiful tits of yours will be sagging and you’ll be hoping for a friendly pat on the arse from your husband’s...friends. Take what you can when they’re begging.”I thought for moment. “I’ll do it for twenty, not a cent less.”The man sat opposite me in a cafe. VTD had warned me he was in his late seventies but that meant no more than “old”. In front of me, now, was a man who walked steadily enough, but had that thinness that makes an old person look weak rather. I loved teasing my cock like this. I was trying to get the friction just right, sliding around the silky folds. I could feel the pre-cum building up in my panties. Just then, the head of my cock popped free of their tight panty cage, and was engulfed in the gown. By grinding against the gown, and my stocking clad leg, I was in lingerie heaven.After a few more humps, I felt my balls boiling, and I unloaded wads and wads of hot cum into the gown. I was so turned on, I just kept pumping. I could. I forgot my pain of leaning against the railing.He took out his fingers and sucked them. He knelt down with his face at my genital. I watched with my heavy-lidded eyes consumed with lust. He placed his hands at the hem of the nighty. Keeping eye contact with me, he lifted my nighty up bunching it up around my waist. My skin burned setting the fire in me at every spot he touched. He leaned forward and began to kiss sporadically around my thighs as he gripped the top of my nighty. I leaned back. He needed to cum so much and they were giving her free orgasms. He pulled out as much as he could and thrust deeply into her. She screamed in rapture as he fucked as hard and deep as he could, the sounds of his balls slapping against her arse and their grunting filled the room.The woman came again, but this time she looked to be in pain.“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuck” she screamed as she came again. She collapsed in her restraints and still John fucked into her used cunt. “No more..